Monday Night Madness

Another Monday, another progress report! Savin worked on Psionic Anglerfish monsters for Uveto and “FederationQuest,” a likely pre-requisite for peace on Myrellion. Aside from that, I’m the only one I know at FenCo that was logging Dev-Time today. If Geddy did, she’d be working on the Nursery stuff – I don’t tend to micromanage her when she’s working on a big project like that.

Personally, I churned out 4,000 words of writing for the intro quest for the “Kui Country Bar and Lounge” in the space station over Vesperia. Most of it was an enormous “rough buttfuck” scene for Kiro where she can take out some irritation on the PC. Features plenty of spanking, neck grabbing, and cumflation. I’ve gotta do some alternate intro stuff for it so that it can be requested in the future when the PC is feeling particularly naughty.

Once that’s polished, the intro path for the station (Codename: New Canada) will be complete, and I can start working on slotting in repeatable content for Kiro’s sister (the bartender with alcoholic cum), special Kiro adjustments for being in that bar, the taur-girl we’ve teased in the past (hopefully with Wsan’s help), and a bit of gloryhole content in the bathroom.

By that point I’ll probably jump back to Treatment (faux cow) stuff or Myrellion (peace path) for a bit.

Alcohol and cum…reminds me of a short story written by Alan Dean Foster called Thrust. In the author’s intro before the story, he was talking about how he once had a discussion with someone about a beer-powered starship, and he said it got him to thinking, “why not something stranger still?” And, I swear to whatever deity you care to name, the first time I read that story, after reading the intro, I said, “Stranger than beer? Like what? Cum?” And I was right, in an indirect way.

…I just want everyone to get along. Choosing sides means going against an entire race of people I’ve only met a couple dozen of, most of whom I liked, and read codex entries about. I don’t like screwing over people I’ve never met, or screwing over anyone in general. Makes me sad to see people suffer, even the bad guys…

I have a preference for the Gold Myr, myself, but I agree with Djunk101 above. United we stand, like a brick wall held together by mortar. Divided, we crumble, like that same brick wall after someone takes a jackhammer to it, one brick at a time. Don’t let yourselves get jackhammered, Myrellion!

The Reds are a military commanded state and the Golds are a queen ruled hegemony, neither is really more or less free than the other. The dispute seems to be a difference in cultures, (Reds: militaristic, Golds: hedonistic), exacerbated by propaganda on both sides.
Which is sadly how wars often happen, two or more sides that are fundamentally, and functionally, similar claiming that their own culture is right and that their opponent’s culture is wrong and therefore should be destroyed. In the end of such divisive wars, all that’s gained is pain and death.
Tldr: make love not war on Myrellion.